Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah,

I got the bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right money

The pots hot as the rock
It's the paper man on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth, get money like
Cliff Hukstable keep it like Keith

Gotta make last for worse or for better
Gotta make it past the so guns I got several
And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron
But I just play to win holler back like metal

like pedals from a rose so they ***
My buildin' bagels and legos
When I they froze, trust me for the pesos
I'm an A AK holes

Think face blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe
I hold court until the case closed
bag ***

I got the bag full of money
I got the goin' to Florida and I swore that
I never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right right

new investment ain't no turnin' me back
Had the rubber band stacks in the button sack
And I ain't never back, sike I love the life
Standin' under the street tryin' to get off that white

At a reasonable price nah, I ain't tryin' to wit you
You *** well, I guess they gonna be starvin' wit you
I got 2 jobs, I and I cop ***
Like father son well, I was adopted

I told the Birdman, give me a chance
And I don't even wanna you what I did with my advance
'Cause I'm a man, I had to feed my fam'
Takin' that *** and copped about 24 grams

Man, I it is what it is, it was what it was
the rap game, I was sellin' drugs
Either way I'm six before my first record
I'll y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, right money

an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick
From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm hood
And murder was the case got me lot of clips
Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right in this ***

Third world the you up, I'm rollin' in the whip
With money on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift
Them rise dealin' me and youngin' on some ***
Breaking bread, choppin' millions 'cause a *** ***

Told as a how to roll with the chopper
If money on block for the money I'ma pop ya
*** hate but they money wouldn't stop us
From ridin' fly now they *** out jockin'

We stunnin' while ya hating **, stunna is what you **
I hear you *** but the Birdman raised you ***
Birdman got an army, got a navy
And Cash Money save ya

I got the bag full of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, money right